He fingered the fine cloth of the bridesmaid dress he'dworn to his best friend's wedding a couple of months ago. The low-cutsequined gown he wore to ...pening night at the opera hung close by. Partof the dress he'd worn to last spring's prom poked out of the array. Hiseye caught the still visible stain on its lacy hem and he quickly foldedthe plush fabric in between the other dresses to hide it.Bobby's attention was drawn to the bathroom. He could hear a trickle ofwater in the toilet followed. She came over and snuggled upbeside me on the sofa just as she had done when she was younger ,her nightie riding up revieling her tight white panties,i could feel my cock begin to stiffen,god it was so uncomfortable but the sight of her soft little pussy encased in little white panties was a sight to behold,she let out a little sigh,whats up sweetie i asked,well she replied do you remember steve,no i don't think so why i asked well he put his cock in my mouth ,i had not heard anything of. Twisting and turning on Haver’s thigh. His fingers went on working until the powerful spasm passed. Melissa sank down, sighing, her face buried in her hands. “That was nice, wasn’t it?” “Mmmmmff... ohh... ohh... mmmfff...” “Nice but naughty, eh?” “Mmmff... mmmff...” Melissa was sobbing quietly. “Nothing to cry about, girlie...” “Mmmfff... mmmfff... mmmfff...” “Say you liked it.” “Mmmff... I mmmff... I l-liked it... mmmff... Sir...” Havers grinned.“There... I knew you did really. No point in. I started to notice that then that she was undoing her blouse, and without taking any fingers from her clit she used the other hand to undo her buttons and pull both tits out of her bra. Its the sort of thing she would normally do when facing me so that I could fondle her, or perhaps cum over them so I did wonder why she was getting her tits out when she was now almost turned away from me. Obviously I could still get to them so keeping my right hand on the wheel I used my left hand to tease.